Journey Into Strange Tales! Atlas/ Marvel Horror Issue 59

The Marvel/Atlas 
Horror Comics

Part 44

June 1953 Part I
by Peter Enfantino

Maneely

 Adventures Into Terror #20

"The Dead Duke" (a: Harry Anderson) ★★1/2
"Tommy Has a Teddy Bear" (a: John Forte & George Klein) ★
"Proof Positive" (a: Tony DiPreta) ★★
"We Can Hardly Wait" (a: Sid Greene) ★★
"Look Out for Lakoonda" (a: Cal Massey) ★★★


The Duke De Frontigny is dying and all his wealth will go to his sons, Edmund and Gerald but Gerald has never been one to share his toys with his brother so he hires an assassin to kill him. The assassin, instead, puts Gerald on a slow boat to China and collects his money. The Duke dies shortly thereafter but, alas, it's on the eve of a revolt by the peasants. Along with most of the elite, the new Duke is put to death.

More "Ghastly" Harry

"The Dead Duke" reads like a Classics Illustrated with a little bit of violence thrown in. I read approximately 2,000 funny book horror stories a week so I can't remember where (and I'm counting on our faithful readers to enlighten me) but I just reviewed a very similar story in the last few months either on the Warren or Atlas blog. The art is top-notch; Harry Anderson is really bowling me over and I'm surprised we don't hear more about him when the pre-code Atlas artists are discussed. The script is (just) passable but it's odd that the situation with Gerald was pretty much forgotten about.

Two thugs kidnap Tommy with an eye to ransom the squirt but Tommy's teddy bear has other ideas. "Tommy Has a Teddy Bear" is a very predictable bit of nonsense with some sketchy Forte/Klein art. A tad better is "Proof Positive," about a doctor who has his license revoked due to some boastful lectures. One colleague in particular wishes the man bad luck and, in the end, the shamed doc dies and comes back from the grave for revenge. A very pedestrian script gets a lift from Tony DiPreta's graphics. The twist finale isn't all that shocking because most of what leads up to the reveal happens off-panel.

In "We Can Hardly Wait," our narrators bemoan the fact that funerals take so long; that everything is, essentially, done in slow motion. It's only in the final panel that we discover the complainers are the worms who just want to "get to work." Though the Sid Greene artwork is bland and uninspired, the darkly humorous finale elevates this to a "thumb sideways." A sadistic explorer leads an expedition into the Guatemalan jungles in search of a cave full of jewels and gold. Legend has it the treasure is guarded by a monster but silly nonsense ain't going to keep this guy from his riches. Once he gets in the cave and finds the treasure, he's confronted by the mythological beast and shoots it dead. He then becomes the new guardian of Lakoonda's treasure. Yep, "Look Out For Lakoonda" is about as cliched as a story can be, filled to the brim with all the requisite ingredients: sadistic treasure hunter (though he never kills anyone, which is a new element), spineless partners, abused tribesmen, and the curse that comes true. But for some reason this goofy yarn works for me; perhaps it's Cal Massey's simple but exciting Romita-esque art. This issue's cover is very similar to that of last month's Men's Adventures but I find both to be striking.

Everett

 Adventures Into Weird Worlds #19

"The Empty Room" (a: John Forte) ★★★
"It Happened to One Knight" ★★
"The Doomed" (a: Werner Roth) ★
"The Exterminator" (a: Chuck Winter) ★★1/2
"The Shriek of Araby" (a: Sy Barry) ★★★

Jesse is not your average boy. He's the world's most intelligent person but his adopted parents, Aunt Claire and Uncle Curt, have nothing but disdain for the (admittedly rather large foreheaded) boy. When Jesse's teachers come knocking and tell his parents that the kid is probably "two centuries ahead of his time," Aunt and Uncle both see dollar signs. Seems Jesse has been working on a formula for a spray that reduces its subject to nothingness. Jesse demonstrates on the family cat and it disappears. Before the feline is a matter of molecules, Uncle Curt is spending the millions he intends to make off the potion.

Jesse is smarter than his folks though, and he knows his new invention will be used for evil so he refuses to hand over the spray bottle. When his uncle tries to bash his huge head in with a hammer, Jesse calmly informs Claire and Curt that he sprayed them with the vanishing juice same time as the cat! As the two dwindle into ant-size, Jesse adds an exclamation point by stepping on them. Suddenly an orphan once again, the moptop decides this world isn't ready for his ingenuity and so decides to wipe out the rest of the world!

The greedy foster family has been a staple of horror comics since day one (EC thrived on that particular plot thread) but "The Empty Room" amps up the nastiness and general unease about all three protagonists. Claire and Curt are obviously soulless but young Jesse has a bit of a mean streak going too. No problem with vaporizing the cat and, in a supremely vicious move, crushing his fosters under his Keds. Further adding to my reading pleasure is the ambiguity behind the kid's big brains. We are told he's the child of Curt's sister but nothing else. Did she travel on a boat through a mysterious mist or accidentally stray onto a gamma bomb testing range or make love to a Venusian? I'm not a fan of John Forte's minimalist graphics but here it works. Interestingly enough, a sequel to "The Empty Room" pops up in the next issue. Odds are that a second part will either explain away Jesse's unorthodox behavior or defeat his menace. I'd rather leave it the way it is, thanks!

In "It Happened to One Knight," a dastardly "Red Knight" is roaming the countryside, murdering a stealing gold. Sir Ronald swears to his lady fair, Marian, that he will hunt the cur down and bring peace to the valley. He gets the drop on the Knight and puts an arrow through his chest. When Sir Ronnie unmasks the dead villain, he is shocked to discover that inside the armor is his love, Marian. Well-illustrated (GCD posits the artist is Bob Forgione), but the script makes no sense whatsoever. Why would Marian traipse around the kingdom killing innocents and, more importantly, if she knows her beau is going hunting, why is she suiting up? I feel there's a final word balloon missing here.

"The Doomed" is a three-pager about an 18th-Century freighter that is cursed to bring death upon anyone who sails aboard. The Roth art is great but there's just not enough story here and the "twist" is pretty lame. Stefan Kojeck guarantees the people of Hazjla that he can defeat the vampire killer terrorizing their village and all they have to do is bring Stefan all their silver so that he can melt it down to bullets. How can this man be sure he can wipe out a vampire? Because he's been masquerading as the winged creature and slaying the villagers in order to fleece them of their valuables. After the town of Hazjla is "cleansed," "The Exterminator" heads into the neighboring 'burb of Domishav. Unfortunately for Kojeck, this village doesn't fool as easily. A decent twist and some really nice Chuck Winter art, who had a gritty Everett-esque style.

Poor Millicent is dragged along on her husband's Arabian expedition; she married him for the money, of course. But, out in the desert, she's swept off her feet by the hunky Ali Ben Haadam, a caravan leader who's got a way with the girls and is eyeing Millicent as an addition to his harem. Millicent asks the guy to murder her husband and he agrees on the condition that Millicent promise to call him "master" afterwards. She laughs but agrees and the deed is done. Afterwards, as she's washing Ali's clothes and cooking his food and calling him "master," she might be regretting her evil act. A tale calculated to pull on your funny bone, "The Shriek of Araby" benefits greatly (as do the other four stories this issue) by its artist's work. This was Sy Barry's final Atlas pre-code horror work; very soon he'd be contributing to the legendary DC science fiction titles of the 1950s such as Mystery in Space and Strange Adventures.

Heath

 Astonishing #25

"I'll Only Die a Little Bit!" (a: Sam Kweskin) ★1/2
"I Married a Zombie" (a: Maurice del Bourgo) ★
"Don't Open the Door!" (a: Bill Savage) ★★
"Tommy's Timid Wife" (a: John Forte) ★
"Midnight Massacre" (a: Ed Winiarski) ★★

"Doc" Bradley, serving a life sentence, has figured a way out. His buddy, "Shorty," is due for release so he smuggles in a drug that renders a body paralyzed, closely resembling death. He'll take the drug, have his body kidnapped, and "Shorty" will be on the outside to pick him up. Everything goes swell until the prison doctor, knowing "Doc" was a very healthy guy, decides to conduct an autopsy.

"I'll Only Die a Little Bit!" borrows key elements and threads from several different sources (Louis Pollock's "Breakdown" seems to have been lifted from on a monthly basis around the Atlas bullpen) and offers nothing new. As intelligent a guy as "Doc" Bradley is, you'd think he would have run through all the different scenarios before trying his trick. Sam Kweskin's art (which seems photo-based in spots) is jarring and effective.

About to jump off a bridge, Edward is talked back down by the gorgeous Miriam and falls madly in love with the mysterious beauty. Miriam agrees to marry Edward on the condition that they go to her parents to ask for permission. Edward finds the older couple odd and somehow "musty," but gets the nod he was looking for. Miriam and Edward are married and the couple move in with Miriam's folks. As they sit down to dinner, Miriam's pop explains that the entire family is dead and they don't eat... food. Edward exclaims "I Married a Zombie!" This is one goofy yarn, all right, but sometimes goofy doesn't carry the day. "I Married a Zombie" is overlong and suffers from the requisite Carl Wessler-penned pulpy dialogue and lifeless graphics (this was Maurice del Bourgo's only work for Atlas); the "shocking" climax is pretty dumb as well.

Four couples travel to a hilltop ski lodge for a vacation and the first thing the proprietor tells them is "Don't Open the Door!" to the spare room. Of course, one by one, the dopes open that door. Well, curiosity killed the tourists. "Don't Open the Door!" is a funny one-note joke but what I found to be the most interesting aspect of the story is that we never find out the identity of the mysterious whatsit in the spare room. "Tommy's Timid Wife" chronicles the abuse the titular woman has to put up with from her sadistic husband, locked in a basement by day and let loose at night only to cook Tommy's meals and clean the house. I always find myself losing interest in this type of story as the lead protagonist seems to be hysterically evil and torturous. Everything is amped to 11 with these characters.

Mobster Al Garris mows down the Harrell gang when they're not expecting it but a death-bed confession lands Garris in the pokey. Garris is cocky though, sure that his old gang will break him out somehow. Then, sure enough, Garris is busted out of the stir by a masked gang who take the to their hideout. It's there that they unmask and Garris discovers it's the Harrell gang, back from the grave! Not much of a surprise there. In fact, the only thing that saves "Midnight Massacre" from the one-star dumpster is Ed Winiarski, whose gleefully ghoulish un-dead mobsters are a delight to behold. Overall though, this is another dismal issue of Astonishing.

Maneely

 Journey Into Unknown Worlds #19

"The Man With a Knife" (a: Gene Colan) ★★1/2

"Beelzebub!" (a: Larry Woromay & Matt Fox) ★★

"The Rivals" (a: Al Luster) ★★1/2
"The Man from Another World!" (a: Bob McCarty) ★★
"The Long Wait" (a: Sam Kweskin) ★★★1/2

A Parisian sharpens the knives for noblemen and each one goes off his rocker and commits murder. Is it coincidence or black magic? The answer is not as fascinating as the graphics "Gentleman" Gene delivers for "The Man With a Knife." Using his trademarked shadows and exciting choreography, Colan delivers pictorially what the prose can only hint at.

All his life, Charles Haggarth has been searching for the legendary Book of Satan, a tome that grants its owner the services of "Beelzebub!" Now, finally, after twenty years of endless dead-ends, Haggarth has found the tomb wherein lies the mummy of Assadmaian. In its clutches, it has been written, lie the Book of Satan. Unfortunately, for Haggarth, his man-servant, Jean, has found the book first and flees from the underground temple. A well-placed bullet stops his flight and Haggarth holds the book in his hands. After reading the incantation found in its pages, Haggarth watches in wonder as the devil appears before him. Awe turns to terror as he realizes Satan and Jean are one and the same.

Colan!

Like "The Man With the Knife," "Beelzebub!" is a wonder to behold but not much to read. Woromay and Fox are, by this time, working in tandem and seem to be a perfect fit, drawing the best from each other. Woromay was a competent penciler but Fox's inks transformed what might have been average into something stylish and unique. The script accentuates Haggarth's sadistic bent when mere greed would have sufficed but the 1950s funny book writers always took their characters to extremes.

Death-defying Amazo and tightrope walker Torino are the circus's greatest acts but they also have a deep-seated hatred for each other that's about to reach a peak. One night, just before the circus opens its doors, Amazo sabotages the tightrope and Torino falls ninety feet and breaks every bone in his body. Just before dying, the man smiles and swears vengeance on his rival. The final twist to "The Rivals," that the small wading pool Amazo will dive into from the top of the tent is empty, makes no sense to those who stop and think about it, but like the two stories that precede it, sense matters little when the coat of paint is so fine. A story penciled by Al Luster and inked by Matt Fox would be an interesting experiment though the styles might be so similar they'd drown each other out.

Art once again rules over prose as Bob McCarty debuts in the Atlas Universe with "The Man From Another World!" An alien race seeks to integrate with earthlings to figure out if we're weak and susceptible to invasion. Their reconnaissance does not go as planned and they u-turn back to space, their tails between their legs. This is a story done countless times and it's not done much better than ever before but McCarty's lizard creatures are a lot of fun and the running time is a blessedly short four pages. While McCarty would contribute infrequently to the Atlas SF/horror titles (only nine stories), he would also moonlight at several of the other publishers, seeing print in pre-code horror titles like This Magazine is Haunted (Fawcett/Charlton), Web of Evil (Quality), and Black Magic (Prize).

Vassily Dovchenko is a rebel against tyranny, an expert in explosives, and about to hit the road to leave a time bomb at the palace of the Archduke. HIs sister, Natasha, mother and grandmother look on in pride but caution Vassily to be careful he doesn't accidentally explode the bomb on the way to the palace. He scoffs and leaves. A year later, his family still awaits his return but are resigned to the fact that he was probably killed by the secret police. Then, out of the blue, one day Vassily returns to his home and wanders through the garden. His family try to engage him in conversation but he ignores them; they finally decide that Vassily is a ghost and cannot see them. Sadly they turn away and head back to their house. Vassily leaves the grounds with a friend, sadly recounting the day he accidentally took the wrong bag to the Archduke's palace.

We've had a lot of really good to great art around this neighborhood lately but the one thing we haven't had much of is a good story. "The Long Wait" (an apt title if there ever was one) is a sad little tale that doesn't once veer into maudlin territory. It's not obvious; in fact, I thought the shock ending (where we discover it's the family rather than Vassily that has been killed) was handled well and took me completely by surprise. IN the art department, Sam Kweskin continues his ascent from a penciler I would ignore to an artist whose work is genuinely unique and upsetting at times.

Everett

 Journey Into Mystery #9

"The Only Man in the World" 
(Part 1) (a: Jerry Robinson) ★★★
"I Made a Monster" (a: John Forte) ★
"The Hungry Animal!" (a: Ed Goldfarb) ★
"The Black Box!" (a: Mac Pakula) ★
"My Brother's Killer!" (a: Paul Reinman) ★★

Professor Wilbur Thompson is wandering the streets of New York, musing about how the crowds around him skitter to and fro, not enjoying the day when, coincidentally, every human freezes. Wilbur becomes "The Only Man in the World" who can still move about. The answers to the questions in his mind approach him from the other side of the city; a band of aliens, fronted by their leader, Zadixx. The BEM explains that he and his crew are from Dimension X and represent a race of bored critters who have decides Earth may be a bit more exciting.

When Wilbur asks his host how he managed to pull off the freezing of an entire world, Zadixx takes him below ground and shows him the Cyclotron, a gizmo that Z himself created and the origin of the day the earth stood still. Z explains that very soon all human life will be vaporized. Realizing that the only way to bring back his fellow humans is to destroy the Cyclotron, Wilbur rigs the contraption with dynamite and heads back to the surface. While making small talk, Z reveals that the only way to vaporize the humans is to destroy the Cyclotron. As an explosion rocks the town, Wilbur Thompson realizes that he is the man responsible for the human race being reduced to atoms.

With a fanciful and entertaining script and some great art by Jerry Robinson (creator of the greatest villain in all of funny books), "The Only Man in the World" is an exciting adventure with some silly plot machinations (at one point, Wilbur accuses Z of exaggerating the power of the Cyclotron in order to get a look at it and the dopey alien bites) and a downright downbeat ending. But that should probably be remedied next issue, with the sequel.

Swearing he won't make the same mistakes as "Count" Frankenstein, brilliant scientist Alfred Barr creates a synthetic man who will be able to blend in with the man on the street. Meanwhile, the woman he's in love with, Lise, won't give him the time of day so he hatches a plan:he's installed a "kill switch" inside his new monster that will launch the creature on a murder rampage and it's activated by the color of Lise's favorite lipstick, Fatal Scarlet. (Got all that?)

Lise has already told the egghead she won't tolerate any funny business but he invites her over to the house on the pretense that there's a Hollywood agent waiting to meet her. When Lise shows up, Alfred is sleeping on his couch and she feels so bad about shutting down his testosterone that she gives him a light kiss on the forehead. When Barr later switches on his monster, it sees the lipstick shade on its maker's forehead and strangles him.

"I Made a Monster" is not quite wacky enough to warrant a "so-bad-it's-wonderful" nod; there's too much dead space in its center. My question would be: if you want to create a creature that won't suffer the same drawbacks as the Frankenstein monster, why install a "kill switch?" The lipstick trigger, though, is laugh out loud funny and the climax leaves the fate of the monster (who simply vanishes after he murders Barr) up in the air. John Forte's art is weak and just lies there on the paper with no energy or imagination.

"The Hungry Animal" is an inane short-short about a retired sailor who keeps a giant octopus as a pet in his garage. No explanation is given as to how the creature survives sans water. In the equally nonsensical "The Black Box," a thief makes off with a wrapped package from a department store, gets home and unwraps it and finds a winged demon inside. The thing strangles him. Of course, there was a monster in the box. This is an Atlas tale; it only makes sense, right?

"My Brother's Killer" wraps up a fairly weak issue of Journey Into Mystery. MacDonald Kane is expecting that his dead uncle has written him out of his will and left his entire fortune to brother David. That sticks in his craw so, when the train they're traveling on to the will reading crashes, Mac lets his brother burn in the wreckage. When the will is read the next day, Mac is astonished to hear that the old man split the estate in half, with 50% going to each brother. Only catch is, eccentric Uncle George hid the fortune somewhere underground on his estate and David is the only one who knows its whereabouts! Clever twist and some nice Reinman art salvage what could have been just another "murderous relative" snoozer.

Brodsky

Marvel Tales #115

"The Man with No Face" (a: Ed Robbins) ★
"A Thousand Years Later" (a: Don Perlin) ★★1/2
"The Two Dollar Bill" (a: Dick Ayers) ★
"In the Bag" ★★1/2
"The Hunter of Men" (a: George Roussos) ★

After chauffeuring countless corpses across town for a mysterious plastic surgeon, a nosey ambulance driver uncovers the secret of "The Man with No Face." It's all quite tedious and remarkably ugly to look at. Ed Robbins's art is near-amateurish and every one of his characters looks like a child-molesting uncle.

Otto Kempner has but one dream... to lie in his new suspended animation chamber for centuries and discover a world free of war. When his sleep ends, Otto exits the chamber into a 24th Century landscape that seems peaceful and quiet. He approaches a man in a field who tells Otto that war no longer exists but that over the centuries, Earth expanded its war to space and conquered many planets.

The Man With No Face is actually the best
drawn character in this insipid drama

When Otto asks how Earth was never defeated, the man laughs and says, "What makes you think we weren't?" Just then, the men are ordered back to work in the uranium mines by their alien masters. "A Thousand Years Later" is a bit text-heavy but there's a lot to be explained and the twist is a great one. Don Perlin's art isn't extraordinary but it's serviceable, certainly better than his 1970s work at Marvel.

"The Two Dollar Bill" is the mind-numbingly inane tale of a bum who can't get rid of the titular currency due to its bad luck. Dick Ayers makes Ed Robbins look like Frank Frazetta. The art for "In the Bag" is equally odiferous but the punch line is a hoot. The Great Sabru has his bag stolen in a hotel and the thief races back to his house, eager to crack it open to see what treasure awaits inside. Meanwhile, Sabru explains to the hotel manager that he's a snake charmer by trade and the case was full of cobras! In the finale, "The Hunter of Men," a sadistic prison guard tracks a convicted axe murderer back to the nut's home, only to discover that the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. A distressing trait that four out of five of the stories this issue share is the awful art; usually we can at least count on some eye-catching visuals to go with the questionable scripts. Not so here.

Next Issue...
Classic Everett!

The Warren Report Issue 32: September-November 1971

The Critical Guide to 

the Warren Illustrated Magazines

1964-1983

by Uncle Jack

& Cousin Peter

Kenneth Smith

Creepy #41 (September 1971)

"The Thing in Loch Ness" ★★1/2
Story and Art by Bruce Jones

"Skipper's Return!"★1/2
Story and Art by Ernie Colon

"The Final Ingredient!"★1/2
Story and Art by Bill DuBay

"Prelude to Armageddon" ★★1/2
Story by Nick Cuti and Wally Wood
Art by Wally Wood

"Extra Censory Perception" ★★1/2
Story by Steve Skeates
Art by Gary Kaufman

"A Tangible Hatred" ★★
Story by Don McGregor
Art by Rich Corben

Yep, that's The Beast
From 20,000 Fathoms, all right!

Yankee Jerald starts sniffing around the beautiful bartender at MacLaird's pub on the shore of the Loch Ness. Turns out Gwen isn't exactly happy with her marriage (being married to a very old guy who owns a failing business will do that) and she's open to suggestions. Jerald falls hard for Gwen and, before you know it, he's running the old man down with a car, tying an anchor to the corpse, and dumping it into the Loch. A few months later, Gwen breaks the news that they're broke and Jerald has to come up with a new way to drum up business for the pub.

His bright idea is to lay fake tracks along the shore and craft a phony monster (which he powers underwater by cables!) to attract pub-goers. The trick works and soon the lovers are rolling in enough dough to get them to America. First, for some reason, Jerald decides he has to go to the bottom of the Loch and dismantle his monster gizmo. Unfortunately for the dopey American, the real thing rears its head and, as he's heading for the surface, Jerald becomes entangled in the anchor around the dead guy and gets eaten by Nessie.

"Skipper's Return!"

Let's hope that Warren was paying Bruce Jones by the word rather than the page, since the opening caption holds approximately as much wordage as an average story by itself. The dialogue is mediocre at best, there are lots of plot holes and homages, and the climax makes very little sense, but Jones's art and sense of humor save the day. It's very much like what Roger Corman would come up with if some movie studio told him to "remake Creature From the Haunted Sea, only throw in some Double Indemnity while yer at it, Rog!"

A chimpanzee is sent out into space aboard a rocket ship destined for Jupiter, but it somehow becomes smart enough to return the spacecraft back and get a little revenge on its keeper. The rigors of decoding an Ernie Colon story continue with "Skipper's Return!" I'm not one of these dunderheads that has to have all the art sectioned in nice little panels, but Colon's stories are nigh-unreadable (there are images of dissected frogs intermingled with half-completed human faces) and the text is added almost as an afterthought. The twist, with the intelligent ape returning to Earth, worked much better in Escape From the Planet of the Apes.

"Prelude to Armageddon"

Nomaranda asks her Auntie the witch to whip her up a love potion to nab hunky Romanato. "The Final Ingredient!" to concoct the love potion is a man's head, so Nomaranda sets up a swinging axe in the forest, a contraption that is her undoing in the end. A really lame script but some nice graphics, which is odd since DuBay transformed himself into a pretty good writer later on in his Warren career and the illustrations took a back seat. DuBay tries to inject a healthy dose of humor, but it's just not that funny.

Equinus, messenger of the Gods (who just happens to be a Centaur) is hanging out at the falls one day when he spies a gorgeous (and nekkid) bathing beauty. Suddenly, from out of the skies, come the "winged demen," creatures with bad ideas on their minds, and the Centaur and his new squeeze are forced to flee. The girl is harmed and Equinus snatches her up, barely making it back to the safety of his city of Irith. The babe can't talk, so our hoofed hero christens her "Melody." Equinus explains to the girl that he was on a mission to Cirius Gorgoroth, where dwells the beastly Blud and his right-hand monsters, Karion and Minos Taurus. A lot of battles ensue, Melody is brutally murdered by a zombie (don't ask) and, eventually, the world as Equinus knows it ends.

I've had it up to here trying to synopsize these goofy Sword and Sorcery/Fantasy/Whatsits with their pick-'em-out-of-a-hat character names and endless treks to cities I can't pronounce. Seriously, all you need to know is... Wally! I think the splash page may have been kept under the mattress of more than one pre-teen in the day. Wood's art is simply amazing, his women are beyond gorgeous, but it seems as though each new script is a Xerox of the last. This here guy goes on a trek, meets a babe with big boobs, kills monsters with his big sword (nothing subtle about that), and conquers the evil fiend who's holding the kingdom in his bloody grasp. I will say that "Prelude to Armageddon" has an interesting finish; I won't say that I thought it was satisfying.

"Extra Censory Perception"

Mr. Stamp, the Comics Code Authority agent, would really love to censor everything that goes against his moral fiber: sex, violence, bad words, Yoko Ono recordings. After a nasty argument with a frustrated funny book artist, Stamp heads out into the streets and is approached by a man seeking a match. Sure that the man is going to accost him, Stamp stabs him to death and then turns his attention to the pretty girl who witnessed the murder. The police find him dipping his "Censored" stamp in the girl's blood.

"Extra Censory (sic) Perception" starts out as an on-the-nose indictment (I've always wanted to use that word) of watchdogs and how they foist their own morals on the populace. I'm sure Steve Skeates had his problems with the funny book censors during his career (he's the closest in vibe I've ever encountered to Michael Fleisher... and that's a huge compliment) and this was a little revenge. For the most part, it works, but its abbreviated length (an extremely rare Warren five-pager) torpedoes the narrative in the end and the exaggerated finale is a little silly.

"A Tangible Hatred"

A creature made of pure hate is killing motorists on its way to a rock festival. David Turner is an incredibly smart and liberal police detective is the only person in the whole world who can put two and two together and figure out what's going on. Grabbing his sadistic colleague, Detective Willis, Turner heads to the rock concert just in time to announce to the crowd that if they hold hands with the cops then the creature will disappear. They do and it does, but only for a while, as recently-out-of-college writer Don McGregor reminds us at the climax.

"Creepy Fan Club"

Next to fantasies about half-crab, half-man warriors, my least favorite reading of the Warren Universe belongs to the "Edjacating Writer" sub-genre. You know, those guys who bought Crosby, Stills, Nash, and Young's first album, smoked a hell of a lot of weed, and went to college on either our taxes or dad's sweat, and then graduated to become self-important funny book writers. Early on, Don McGregor gave Bill Mantlo and Doug Moench a run for their money as Most Pretentious Writer of the 1970s but, whereas Mantlo and Moench continued on down that path, McGregor became a very nuanced and clever scribe (see Black Panther and Killraven for the proof) later on in his career. "A Tangible Hatred" is McGregor's first published work and it shows. With his hippie-loving lead cop ("So it's gonna have to be love, man! Not just lip service to the word!!!" he proselytizes to the stoned crowd), McGregor seems to be protesting such "fascist" fare as Dirty Harry (in the climax, Eastwood's stand-in, Det. Willis, gets the treatment Callahan used to give to the poor criminals he would bully). Corben is hot and cold here (as he will be for a while), with his "hate demon" suitably creepy but his human protagonists looking a bit boxy at times.-Peter

Jack-Peter, you're right on the money with the Corben story. It seems endless at ten pages and the only thing I liked was Corben's monster. His art style is completely wrong for the sections of the story that are police procedural. "The Thing in Loch Ness" was overly wordy and got off to a slow start, but it gained power as it went along. More a short story with illustrations than a good comic book story, it's the best thing in the issue. Wally Wood's busty women are the highlight of the otherwise nearly unreadable "Prelude to Armageddon," and "Extra-Censory Perception" is heavy-handed but has that striking Gary Kaufman art. Bill DuBay's "The Final Ingredient!" edges out Colon's unfocused "Skipper's Return!" mainly due to the humor in DuBay's narrative.

Sanjulian

Vampirella #14 (November 1971)

"Isle of the Huntress!"★★★★
Story by Archie Goodwin
Art by Jose Gonzalez

"The Wedding Gift"★★
Story by Nick Cuti
Art by Mike Ploog

"The Sword of Light"★1/2
Story and Art by Sam Glanzman

"Deadman's Treasure!"★★★
Story by Lynn Marron
Art by Tom Sutton

"Wolf Hunt"★★★1/2
Story by Joe Wehrle
Art by Esteban Maroto

After spending three days on a raft drifting at sea, Vampirella and Pendragon land on an island, where she tells her companion that she's almost out of serum and so they'd better separate for his own good. They are apart only briefly for, as soon as Pendragon is alone, he is set upon by a werewolf and must be rescued by his scantily-clad gal pal. Also on the island are Jean, a buff, shirtless scientist, and Vivienne, his inamorata, who likes to lounge in bed in her nightie. Hearing the commotion in the jungle, they investigate and find the werewolf dead, Vampi flying off in bat form, and Pendragon left to explain. Just then, a plane crash-lands on the island and out of it steps none other than Adam Van Helsing, searching for shipwreck survivors and one in particular.

"Isle of the Huntress!"

Jean and Vivienne take Pendragon and Van Helsing back to their house, where Jean straps Adam to a table and agrees to release Pendragon. Before you can say "The Most Dangerous Game," Vivienne has transformed into a werewolf and "The Isle of the Huntress!" becomes a very dangerous place for the old magician. Vampi draws the werewolf into a chase and Jean explains to Adam that he bargained with the Cult of Chaos to save Vivienne from leukemia, only to find she was cursed with lycanthropy instead! He now experiments with humans who are unlucky enough to find themselves on the island; his goal appears to be to develop a cure for his wife's furry malady.

Jean injects Adam with a serum and Vampi escapes Vivienne. Next morning, the serum has worn off and the lady from Drakulon has a powerful hunger. Pendragon knocks Jean out with a blow from behind and lets Adam loose, just in time for an attack by Vivienne the werewolf. Silver bullets from a handy gun don't faze her, but in flies Vampi and the battle is on! Not surprisingly, Vampirella kills Vivienne and drinks her blood; Jean also turns into a werewolf, having accidentally fallen on his own syringe, and the silver bullets work just fine on him. With his dying words he reveals that he was working on creating a creature able to kill Vivienne, since she wanted to die and end the carnage. Adam and Vampi hope to find peace together, if only his father would back off!

I think I'm enjoying the continuing Vampirella series more than anything else we've read in the Warren mags to date. Goodwin is writing solid, old-fashioned hero comics with a tinge of monsters and horror, and Gonzalez's art is superb. I like the way they pulled bits and pieces from other classic horror stories to cobble together this tale set on a jungle island.

"The Wedding Gift"

In ancient Greece, when Pandora and Regis visit the god Epimetheus before their wedding, Pandora inquires about what the god plans to ship to Hades. She is taken by a jar of horrors, but when the god denies it to her as "The Wedding Gift," she smashes it and releases its contents into the world. Later, she is in chains and tells Zeus that's not how it went down. She claims that Regis and Epithemeus conspired to have her blamed for the act, but Regis denies it and she is locked in a cell. Regis visits her and tells her he will help her escape, so when a Cyclops arrives, Regis kills the monster and he and Pandora escape. She is to be his slave from then on, but she vows that someday women will be liberated.

First, the good--Mike Ploog's art is very pleasing to the eye and he joins the list of Warren artists who can draw sexy women very well. Now, the bad--Nick Cuti's script is a mess and the ending comes out of left field. Still, the art is good enough that I can excuse the flaws in the story.

"The Sword of Light"

The city of Florentosa is under siege from the forces of warrior King Yekkun's magic army and the Florentosa soldiers know they're doomed, so they urge Queen Marinella to flee. Instead, she strips and waits in her bed chamber for Yekkun, offering her own hot blonde bod in exchange for the lives of her people. Fooey, says he, and his army rapes and pillages while he flings the queen in the dungeon. Noble General Callas calls up the witch Tolrah, who turns him into a rat and gives him a magic ring to place on the queen's finger. Callas succeeds but is killed (in rat form) by Yekkun; the queen rises and touches a beam of light that turns into a sword, which she uses to slice Yekkun in two. His magical army falls to pieces.

Incredibly, we survive 7+ years of DC War Comics and countless, dreadful stories by Sam Glanzman, only to encounter him in a Warren Horror Mag! In "The Sword of Light" he plays to his strengths, which do not include depictions of the human face. It's amazing how many ways Glanzman can lay out a page in order to avoid drawing faces as much as possible. When he does, they're ugly, as usual. But he draws a nice queen and the full-page illo (reproduced here) where she slices Yekkun in two is gruesomely cool.

"Deadman's Treasure!"

At a traveling carnival, a hypnotist takes apelike Ernie Johnson back through previous lives, one of which finds him captain of a pirate ship. A man in the audience is thrilled, since he's been searching for lost "Deadman's Treasure!" in the area for years. The greedy city slicker teams up with the hypnotist and they visit Ernie at his shack in the swamp; further hypnotic efforts bring the trio to a long-buried chest of treasure. Unfortunately, Ernie is stuck in his role as pirate captain and kills both his partners rather than share his gold.

I would have given this story four stars back when Tom Sutton was the brightest light at Warren, but with the overall improvement in quality and the presence of the Goodwin-Gonzalez team in this same issue, I used relative grading and awarded it three stars. As a Fredric Brown fan, I'm always up for a good carnival tale, and this one does not disappoint, though Sutton's depiction of Ernie makes him barely human.

"Wolf Hunt"

A beautiful woman named Lupagar transforms into a wolf by the light of the full moon, only to be captured by Torvath, who has been watching her and who locks her in a cell in his castle and has his way with her. Disgusted by him, she finds a way out of her cell and escapes into the castle, but he finds her and tells her she might as well let him have his way with her again. Instead, she turns back into a wolf and attacks him; he had thought she would only attack other animals but his own behavior has made him lower than an animal and thus ripe for a "Wolf Hunt."

As impressed as I am with the art of Jose Gonzalez on the Vampirella series, I'm even more dazzled by this story drawn by Esteban Maroto, whose pages are tremendous. His style has echoes of that of Ernie Colon, but he's a better storyteller and less prone to confusing page designs. Peter and the people who comment on our posts have long promised good things from the Spanish artists and I'm thrilled to see it coming true.-Jack

Peter-"Isle of the Huntress!" is a boatload of coincidences. What are the odds Vampi ends up on the same island as a werewolf? And then, how the heck did Adam find that little island? But, most of all, I want to know... did the Crimson Chronicles make the bestseller list in 1971? Seems like everybody and their hunchbacked henchman read this one. I love Archie Goodwin and I'm liking the Vampi character, so I really want to get into this series, but it's not working yet. "The Sword of Light" answers the question no one asked: Does Sam Glanzman, belittled by your hosts so many times over on the DC War posts, draw a nekkid woman with the same efficiency he does a haunted tank? Well, I do have to say I like Sam's stuff here better than over there, but it still isn't fantastic. The story is confused and boring.

Cuti's "The Wedding Gift" seems almost unfinished but, no worries, Mike Ploog makes the tiny words negligible. "Deadman's Treasure!" is a lot of fun (and yes, I know it's a bit choppy and makes very little sense), the kind of swamp story EC would run (in fact, big Ernie Johnson sure looks like a nod to Jack Davis) and Tom Sutton is aces here. Esteban Maroto makes a stunning debut with "Wolf Hunt," a gorgeous feast for the eyes. Overall, another attractive package from Vampirella.

Enrich Torres

Eerie #36 (November 1971)

"Bad Moon on the Rise!"★★1/2
Story by Doug Moench
Art by Tom Sutton

"The Silence and the Sleep"★★
Story by Steve Skeates
Art by Jose Rubio

"Prototype"★★
Story by Steve Skeates
Art by Bruce Jones

"Look What They've Done!"★★
Story by Steve Skeates
Art by Esteban Maroto

"Crocodile"★★
Story by Don Glut
Art by Jose Antonio Perez Mascaro

"The Trap"★★★
Story by Greg Potter
Art by L.M. Roca

"Oh, Brother!"★★1/2
Story by Steve Skeates
Art by Dave Cockrum

A young woman walking alone through the Louisiana swamp one night is set upon and torn to pieces by a werewolf! Looks like there's a "Bad Moon on the Rise!" Kain Kincaid awakens the next morning, having had a bad dream and finding himself covered in blood. Another young gal named Susie Q(uentin) agrees to meet Kane for a date that night at Green River and, meanwhile, state homicide cop Lawrence Tyler shows up to investigate the murder. He visits the girl's father just as Kincaid is once again transforming into a werewolf by the light of the full moon. Susie Q is murdered and, the next morning, Tyler finds her mutilated body. A tip that she had been on her way to a date with Kincaid leads the detective to search for the young man and, that night, Tyler finds the werewolf. Shooting him with regular bullets does nothing, but a sudden lunar eclipse causes wolf to revert to human form, and some more bullets finish him off.

In spite of the corny CCR references, this story is kind of fun, and Tom Sutton's entertaining art helps a great deal. The tale ends on a question: Cousin Eerie suspects that the werewolf will return to life at the next full moon but, if that's true, what about in an hour when the lunar eclipse is over? I need to know!

Concert pianist John shoots and kills the man his girlfriend Joyce is two-timing him with. Joyce goes into shock and is admitted to a mental institution, while John has a nightmare in which police grab him and take him to a concert hall, where he plays random notes on a piano. Later, the police show up at his door and find his typed confession; it seems that, when he thought he was playing his piano in the dream, he was really typing out a detailed account of the murder.

Colon+Grandenetti=Rubio
("The Silence and the Sleep")

If this story weren't credited to Jose Rubio, I'd think it was the work of Ernie Colon, with a little bit of Jerry Grandenetti weirdness thrown in for good measure. Unlike many of Colon's stories, though, the narrative is fairly coherent, even if the whole thing is a bit dumb.

"Prototype"

Prince Targo of Atlantis is swimming home when an earthquake shakes the ocean floor and an avalanche of rocks drive him too deep, causing him to black out. Way down below, he is found by gnomes, who use him as a "Prototype" to build a replica that they can use to attack another kingdom. Back in Atlantis, Targo suffers from bad dreams every time his replica is killing gnomes. When he gets in a fight, he discovers that he has more aggression than usual. Finally, his replica is killed in battle and the nightmares come to an end.

Not a bad story, but Jeff Jones's art looks unfinished, as if Warren published pencils that were never inked.

In "Look What They've Done," a hippie revolutionary realizes he's trapped in a comic book story and refuses to fight the space monsters sent to take over his planet.

"Look What They've Done!"

It's a shame that Esteban Maroto's stellar artwork is utterly wasted on this Steve Skeates talk-fest. The author refers to himself as a hack and criticizes comic books and their readers, but the whole thing is very hard to take.

In the jungles of Brazil, natives kill crocodiles both for the purse and luggage trade and for crazy Dr. Kracilik, who is trying to create a missing link by injecting crocodile serum into unfortunate natives. When the doctor decides to use a native named Jose as his next subject, Jose turns the tables and injects the doctor, who quickly turns into a "Crocodile." He slithers into the swamp, where he is soon killed by natives to make another purse.

This isn't a bad story, it just doesn't go anywhere particularly surprising. The doctor wants to make a missing link? Why? When he gets his just desserts, it's as expected, and there is no suspense created between when he loses his human form and when he is butchered.

"The Trap"

A man named Adams finds himself in "The Trap," a tomb where he shares space among the cobwebs with Windsor Stockbridge, a former detective who was fired after botching three murder cases in a row. Stockbridge gives Adams a knife and asks the man to kill him quickly, explaining that he wants to die and that the key to get out of the tomb is hidden on his person. Eventually, Adams complies and stabs Stockbridge but, to his dismay, there is no key! It turns out Stockbridge was desperate to catch and trap a murderer and he was willing to sacrifice his life to succeed.

It's rare that I read an Eerie story and wish it were longer, but that was the case with "The Trap." The influx of artists from overseas is wonderful and Roca's style is impressive, with his use of deep blacks and grays. The end was a surprise as well, which is equally rare.

"Oh, Brother!"

Two alien creatures land their spaceship in Manhattan and cause a panic. Cops shoot and kill them. End of story? Not quite! The aliens had come from Earth and traveled back in time to collect samples, but when one shot and killed a T-Rex, the act altered the future and the Earth they returned to was the one we inhabit, not the one they left.

"Oh, Brother!" is a good title for another hokey tale by Steve Skeates, who seems to have a talent for stating the obvious. Fortunately, Dave Cockrum's art is sharp and he's already showing signs of growth. I wonder how serious things would have gotten in 1971 if you put Doug Moench, Steve Skeates, and Don McGregor together in the same room for a rap session. Heavy, man.-Jack

Peter-Well, that's a pretty cool cover, but it doesn't look like a wolf's paw to me. "Bad Moon on the Rise!" is a cute and gimmicky bit of nonsense and those of us old enough to remember Creedence will smile at all the references (although Susie Q dropping John Fogerty's name in the swamp made no sense at all to me). The twist at the climax is a good one as well. Heck, anytime Doug Moench can write a werewolf tale and not make it some metaphor for the Republican Party is all right by me. "The Silence and the Sleep" is just awful, another script that makes very little sense coupled with barely-average graphics. "Prototype" comes off like a failed Sub-Mariner TV pilot and Bruce Jones's usually fine work looks like a portfolio rather than a cohesive whole.

"Crocodile"

I love meta funny book stories and "Look What They've Done!" starts off on the right foot but very quickly decides it needs to right the wrongs of the world. Skeates lost me after that. Don Glut's "Crocodile" is dumb, harmless fun, obviously "inspired" by the equally dumb and harmless The Alligator People, starring Lon Chaney, but the art by Mascaro (in his one and only Warren appearance) is strictly amateur hour. Glut nails all the rote aspects of a Universal-International production, including the awkward explanation as to why this loony scientist is doing what he's doing in the first place. It's not art, but at least I can finish the story without nodding off. And, hey, if Stan Lee could do it, why not Glut? "The Trap" is a tedium-filled dumpster with an incredibly dopey climax. And, finally, Skeates (who went 0 fer four at bat this issue) takes a gander at Glut's "homage" and says, "Hey, if Don gets paid for ripping off other material, I can do it too!" and does. Problem is, "Oh, Brother!" was done at least fifty times before 1971 by Bradbury and EC and every one of those was certainly more coherent.

Sanjulian

Creepy #42 (November 1971)

"The Quaking Horror" ★★1/2
Story by Gardner Fox
Art by Rafael Auraleon

"A Change of Identity!"★1/2
Story by Don Glut
Art by Dave Cockrum

"The Amazing Money-Making Wallet"★
Story by Steve Skeates
Art by Joe Staton

"Spacial Delivery" ★★★
Story by R. Michael Rosen
Art by Larry Todd

"A Chronicle!"★
Story by Steve Skeates
Art by Jorge Badia Romero

"Escape From Nowhere World"★
Story by T. Casey Brennan
Art by Jerry Grandenetti

"Ice Wolf" ★★
Story and Art by Gary Kaufman

"The Quaking Horror"

"The Quaking Horror" is a decent, Lovecraft-inspired tale about a house on a hill that seemingly eats the nearby villagers for sustenance.  Or so the villagers think. In actuality, the creature, a tentacled oddity summoned from another dimension by a centuries-dead seaman, lives deep below the house and sends its feelers out for food. The Fox script is (surprise! surprise!) high on purple prose and the climax peters out, a la a Lovecraft story, rather than shocks, but the Auraleon work is fabulous, perfect for its eldritch subject.

In "A Change of Identity," Gradvitz the werewolf is hunted down and shot with silver bullets but, just to make sure he doesn't return from the dead as a vampire (or so the local legends say), the villagers run him through with a stake for good measure. Enter Trogg, the local put-upon hunchback, who's tired of being whipped and beaten simply because he's different. He unspikes Gradvitz and makes him an offer: turn the hunchback into a strong werewolf in order that he may wreak havoc on his tormentors and he, in turn, will safeguard the new vampire's coffin. Gradvitz agrees and Trogg sets up house, but the vampire has an ace up his sleeve. He pulls out a voodoo doll and strangles Trogg, transforming him into a zombie. Hoo-Ha, got us, didn't he? Ol' Don Glut pulled a switcheroo on us... the werewolf is actually a vampire and the hunchback is actually a zombie! Cockrum's monsters and the fact that this type of tale is preferable to fairies and unicorns is all that kept my interest.

"Spacial Delivery"

A pickpocket steals a magical wallet that seemingly makes money but also reduces its owner to ashes. I think. "The Amazing Money-Making Wallet" really is that simple. In fact, it comes off as a Skeates script that was dropped off at the Warren office before it was finished. The only reason we know the wallet makes money is because the title says so. The reason why the owners burn up and turn to ash is never explained. The story just ends and we're none the better for it. Jack will, no doubt, be excited that Joe Staton made a visit, but this is definitely one to skip.

An alien crash-lands in the swamp adjoining a small European village and begins his search for an element needed to fix his vehicle. Unfortunately for the hapless outer-space man (who can change shapes at will), he's become stranded in a village full of religious fanatics convinced their little town has a werewolf problem. One of them sees him transform into a wolf in the forest and hilarity ensues. "Spacial Delivery" is a fun little romp with a sharp sense of humor and some stirring graphics by Larry Todd, moonlighting (for the second and final time in Warren history) from the Todd/Bode duo. Check out the detail in that panel above! This comes off as a prelude to the nuttiness Rich Corben would very soon provide on an almost-monthly basis.

An inspiration for half of
Bruce Springsteen's material, perhaps?

Peter is working on research but his wife keeps pestering him to ask for a raise at work. Peter keeps forgetting because he's so into his research. Then, one day, while reading the newspaper, Peter discovers that someone else has invented what he was working on for years. Depressed, he asks his boss for a raise and is fired, so he does what any downtrodden early 1970s' guy who isn't in Vietnam would do: he buys a gun at a pawn shop and robs a bank. Peter is shot by police. The End. What the heck is this doing in a zine called Creepy? There's nothing original here; you could change eras and it's the same old story (though it is set to a quasi-poem written by Anonymous, which would give Skeates more street cred at Don McGregor's BBQ). So just what is Steve Skeates trying to tell us in "A Chronicle?" That he understands what his brother is going through in 1971 America? That he wants that Warren Award for Best Story? Next!

Perhaps still gripping the bowling trophy he won for "On the Wings of a Bird" (way back in Creepy #36), T. Casey Brennan settled in front of his typewriter with a heavy sigh and attempted to write a sequel of equal if not heavier breadth. "How can I possibly top (admittedly) a masterpiece?" sighed Brennan. "Perhaps I should do what I did the first time and not give it much thought!" And so was born "Escape From Nowhere World," a tale that somehow achieves an even greater apex of pretension than its predecessor. Back are Ahzid and his stone friend in the middle of the desert. Joining them this time is a pretty maiden who happens upon the pair just as Ahzid is awakening from a two-centuries' long nap. What follows is a string of psychobabble dialogue and a directionless plot.

Ahzid: No! Please, great statue! There has to be some other way! There has to be! Please!

Statue: If I must die let it be as a man who can feel and love and care and hope--not as a great cold stone monstrosity! And if I must die, let it be for the ideals for which I once lived! Let it be my final victory over the forces of oppression...

It boggles my mind that anyone could have read either Brennan story and mistaken it for great literature. As David Lee Roth once famously said, "There's a sucker born every minute!"

"Death, where is thy release?"

Staton!

The strange and ancient saga of hunter Night Fang, "Ice Wolf" is a tough one to wrap your head around. At its heart, it's the simple story of a man who grows to believe he's a wolf and becomes fond of human flesh, but there are other levels to the narrative as well. Of the four Gary Kaufman solo stories to appear in Warren (and this would be his last), "Ice Wolf" is the weakest story-wise; Kaufman's graphics remain sparse but effective. I have no idea what became of Kaufman after his Warren stint but we'll certainly miss him around here.-Peter

Jack-Best in Show this time around goes to Rosen & Todd's "Spacial Delivery," a clever and enjoyable mix of Gothic and alien themes. Next is "The Quaking Horror," in which Auraleon's fine art elevates another tired Fox story. "A Chronicle!" wastes four pages of sharp art by Romero on a terrible script, while "Ice Wolf" is ten pages long and well-drawn but, again, weak on the story front. I'm sensing a trend with Warren. I like Dave Cockrum's art so didn't mind "A Change of Identity," despite another mediocre Glut story, while my excitement at seeing one of Joe Staton's first pro credits in "The Amazing Money-Making Wallet" is dampened by more poor work from Skeates. Gotta love Staton's hippie chick, though, as well as the depiction of the melting man. Worst of all is "Escape from Nowhere World," which has uninspired graphics by Jerry G. and pretentious claptrap trying to pass for a narrative.

The Best of Creepy
(Tempo Books, .75c)
164 pages

"Sand Doom"
(Reprinted from Creepy #5)

"Overworked"
(Reprinted from Creepy #2)

"Untimely Tomb"
(Reprinted from Creepy #5)

"Vampires Fly at Dusk!"
(Reprinted from Creepy #1)

"Werewolf!"
(Reprinted from Creepy #1)

"Grave Undertaking"
(Reprinted from Creepy #5)

"Curse of the Full Moon!"
(Reprinted from Creepy #4)

"Collector's Edition"
(Reprinted from Creepy #10)

Though promised as the first in a series, Tempo Books' The Best of Creepy was the one and only mass-market paperback of Warren comic material to appear while the company existed. I found mine in a B. Dalton's in late 1971 before the ads started appearing in the zines. Back in the day, it was actually possible to be surprised about something you found at the bookstore (of course, now there aren't any bookstores left) and I was thrilled by my discovery and snapped it up immediately. The reproduction isn't that great and (in the tradition of the EC paperbacks published by Ballantine in the 1960s) two or three panels sideways per page isn't the ideal way to read something like Frazetta's "Werewolf."-Peter

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